Paris- Saturday

[throughaphase]

After a few bad weeks culminating in an actual sharknado, Clint and Kitty had decided they needed a few days away. The fact that those few days away were in Paris, with an amazing hotel, had Kitty feeling just a little spoiled, and she had to say, she didn't mind that at all.

They'd decided to take one of those bus tours that would drop you off at certain locations, which was proving to be a great way to see the city while comfortably leaning against her boyfriend until they wanted to get off somewhere. And speaking of... "I'm going to take a wild guess that seeing the Eiffel Tower over there means we're getting close."


[For the guy who's earning sooo many boyfriend points.]

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[so_hawkward]

"That's safe for you, right? If only there weren't so many tourists around," Clint said, laughing.

[throughaphase]

"Totally safe," she assured him, looking straight down. "Well, as long as I don't lose my concentration and fall, but that hardly ever happens."

[so_hawkward]

"'Hardly' suggests it possibly happening, so no, that's not going to work," Clint said, slipping an arm around Kitty's waist.

[throughaphase]

"Where's your sense of adventure?" she teased.

[so_hawkward]

"Oh, I have a sense of adventure, but it only involves me, not you falling off of something tall," Clint explained.

[throughaphase]

"I've been doing this since before I was naturally unharmable," she assured him. "When we get back to Fandom, or at least when I won't give tourists heart attacks, I'll show you."

[so_hawkward]

"Okay, I'm going to hold you to that." For now, he was just going to hold her because hey, she wasn't stopping him.